I haven't written anything of substance in weeks. Oh sure, I post the occasional quip on twitter, link on tumblr, picture on pinterest, but nothing of substance since this -- and even that was a half-assed attempt.
Even my notebooks lie fallow.
It's not just because I'm busy. It's because I'm content. And, naturally, contentedness is kryptonite to my writing.
Even last week, when I was all aggravated with United Airlines, I couldn't muster enough frustration to put together an entire blog entry. The most I could come up with was a series of tweets to express my dissatisfaction. How weak.
This must end, and soon.